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Press, Volume LXIII, Issue 12851, 9 July 1907, Page 10

" THE MOST SANITARY FACTORY SOUIH OF THE LINE." That is how a recent visiter—an expert— described Th>>ro«o:i snd Co.'s Factory after a ticiough inspection. in tiie o';d method of manuTHF ni n hicture, many deleterious eu'- lur7«M 'lances, such us copper and iron, WAY. wire liable to be dissolved from the pipes and machinery by the acid of the drinks. But modern methods have swept away this delect by the introduction ot si.ver-lined machinery and other improvements, TUC urui w itb the rp-u.t that those re- - 1" *• "J- « fre-hin ; »nd nutritious bei-erag-s WAY. c.an now 1.0 obtained ol the highest purity Thomson and Co. have insta'.lid this new system, so you can be sure of getting the "purest," the mo-t nutritious ot drinks —THE BEST—by insisting on THOMSON & CO.'B, DUNEDUi. 01283

in his paper. Says he'll pay us one cent, a word for all he accepts." "Wants mo to write? What docs he think I know about writing?" "Dunno. Siys he noticed in his conversations with ns last full that we had had a large and varied experience in this section, and that he hadn't a doubt but that we could produce something worth rending if we'd get together and collaborate." "Sure thing. What sort of experiences docs he want?" "He says he wants something with a breezy, outdoor atmosphere, and a comedy background." That was tho limit; 'most took mo off my feet. "Now, looky here, Iko," says I, as soon as I had got enough breath back to talk with, "my nervous system ain't so constructed as to be able to withstand shocks of that nature, when they como in at the rate you are sending them. Mv grandfather died of heart failure. Cut it out." "All right, Billy," answers Ike cheerfully. "Just as you say; but you wanted to know." "Well, you might have let her out easy, instead of right off the reel, without warning. What in thunder is a 'breezy, outdoor atmosphere, with a comedy background'?" "You've got mo again. It ain't in the dictionary; I looked." "Did you look through the pictures in the back of the book?" "Looked everywhere. It ain't there, I tell you." "How aro we going to write about something when we don't know what it is?" I asks then. "Why, we'll have to find out, that's all. We'll just inquire aroung among the boys, some of them might havo heard of it." "All right, lot's go over to Joe's. Maylx* he can tell us." "Joe," says I, as we marohed up to the bar, "got an/ breezy, outdoor atmosphere, with a comedy background?" "Just out," replies Joe. "Here's something just as good. Answers all the purposes of the original article, an'l some folks prefer it." With that he shoves out a bottle and glasses. "Blue Streak Monongahcla," says Iko, reading the label on the bottle. "Don't sound much like the other, but what's the difference—when you don't know it ?" "All right," says I. "You're tho boss, and a**ything you say goes. Pour out the substitute." i For upward of an hour we stood I against the bar, discussing the situation and our new job. At the end of j that time the contents of the Iwttle had been distributed equally into each of us, and we had thought up forty thousnii'l dollars' worth of experiences. "How're you feeling now?" inquires Ike. "Breezy as a Kansas twister. How's yourself ? ' "Fine as all outdoors. Let's get out into the atmosphere and hunt for the comedy background. It must be pretty clcse by now." "All right," says I. "Come on." Down the street wo went, arm in arm. We were fully confident that we would find the rest of the combination just around the next corner. We did. I The Lone Stnr Hotel happened to stand on thr.t particul tr corner, and as |we roundel the side- of it we almost I ran into v big red waggon, standing there by itself. "Hadn't heard there was a circus in town." remarks Ike, after he had sized her up. It looked as though it might belong to one; neither of us had ever eoen anything like it before. Gorgeous affair, all cushions and varnish, with big rubber tyres on the wheels and a steering apparatus in tbe front end. "Wonder where tho horses are?" says I. toking hull of the steering-wheel to see how it worked. "Must bo in the stable," answers Dee. "Billy," says he, "let's take a rich?!" "I'm with yon." I answers, ready for any old thing. "Where's your horses ?" "Those will do,'' he says, pointing to j a team and waggon that was hitched to tlie telegraph pole. We wasn't two minutes getting that i team unhitched ancl over to the red wacreon. There wasn't a tongue or whiffietree or anything el***- to tie on to, but wp swiped a lariat off a cow pony that stood near by, and by nn.s-ing it cle.ir around the waggon and tying it together in front, wo managed to get hooked up. '*You drive and I'll steer," says I, as we piled in. "All riuht." answers Ike. "Git ap." Tiie team started up. a:i-~! the blame wa-'jcn began to skid; the wheels ■ wouldn't turn. "Who i." yells Ike. "Brakes are on." He grabln.vl hold of a lever at his side and pulled it over.